Deadman's Wonderland ~ Darkside Training -Invite-

[Alice]

".... Un.. sweet.... Jesus.. what... happened..."

She squints her eyes, her head throbbing like a jackhammer. The feel of liquid pooling under her fingertips isn't a good sign. She knew -instantly- it was blood, the situation however made it unclear of whom it belonged too. Her fingers wrapped in tape, stained in sweat and blood. Her arms bare, no medical wrappings, the faded skin writing of -Alice- was visible to her blurry vision.

".... I think my.. shoulders...."

She slams her left shoulder down onto the stained canvas, a high cry of agony and pain echos in the empty lot. The ring ropes... literal ropes, tied thick and tight. The canvas stretched long and hard, double strung. Compare it to a trampoline now, I fucking -dare- you. She almost cries out in pain, her shoulder able to rotate again slowly. Her midriff exposed, the shirt torn and ripped in places. Sturdy boots laced thrice, knee pads and denim shorts. Dressed to empress? Dressed to survive?

Neither, at the current moment.

"... What the fuck.... is going on..."

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Several Hours Earlier ~ Abandoned Lot/Downtown Chicago
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This is gonna be fun!
... I really don't think it will be Alice.
Why not? We finally got in contact with Anthony again! This is awesome!!
T - chhh... I'm not so sure...

"Heeeeeey! Anthony? Are you in hereeeee?" Alice calls out, her golden hair swaying back and forth as she bounces in her happy steps. She was quite excited to see Anthony again, after meeting with Jack earlier she was -very- interested in getting her training back on route. She needed to gain some experience before the train of GCW ran her down like a deer who looked good in denim. "Hellllooooo... uhm... anybody?" Alice cocks her head to the side, a little confused. She sets her bag down and looks around.... empty much?

..... I don't like this.
Huh?... It does seem a bit odd though doesn't it? Where's Anthony... he -did- say he'd meet us here..
.. No, he said that there would be "training for you my child"...
Yeah... and?
... T -chhh....

Her footsteps seem to echo, empty and hollow the place was. A single ring placed in the center of it... nothing else. It almost looked like it could be used as a aircraft hanger. "... Where did Anthony find this place... and why did he say there'd be training here if-" Her thoughts get cut in half. The sound of -another's- foot steps soon begin to come into view. She turns around slowly, looking down from her own stance.

.... Aw hell..
.. Hm?
I knew this wasn't going to be good...
W- what?..

"... Who's there?" She calls out, no answer. Slowly the foot steps begin to get further away again. Alice begins to, understandably panic somewhat. She for -SOME- reason decides to head towards the ring for -safety-

What the hell are you doing?
The ring is the center of this place right? So if we're in it then we can at least look out at all angles.

It.. -was- a good theory.

".. Ugh!" Alice grunts out, her body falls and hits the canvas the moment she'd entered through the ropes. She was in shock, there's no way anyone could have snuck up in this place... there was nothing to hide behind..

... Shit.
Who... hit me..

"... Ow..." Alice rubs the back of her neck, a shadow looms overhead. She slowly looks up... ".... Hi.... my name's Alice.. it's nice- ACK!" Alice cries out, the woman standing above her dropped an elbow into the mid of her back. This was obviously not a meet -n- greet at the current moment. Alice rolls... staring at the woman standing back up. She was... "... Whoa.."

.. You're shitting me, right?
I.. huh?
She's obviously here to put us through hell, but you're ogling?
W- well it's just.. he- hey! I know the situation! It's just...
... God you're useless.
That's not true! You have your tastes I have mine!
You're ogling cause she has a huge rack-
SHUT UP LOVELESS!

".. Uh... I guess, you're the trainer Anthony had arranged right?... I'm.. grateful for the chance to learn- UNG!!..." Alice drops back to her knees, they buckled under her like paper under a bowling ball. It all happens so fast, she's clutched up... suddenly the world turns upside down, she's up in the air... her arms outstretched in a cross.. "H.. hey!-...."

..........

.......

The loud dull thud of the impact, dropped like an Atom Bomb. Alice's body hits the tightly wound canvas, no bouncing. No flopping around like a fish out of water. Her chest heaves once, twice. She was out.

Ugh... what the... hey.. Alice?
.........
Alice...? God dammit... what the... fuck..

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Present Time ~ Abandoned Lot/Downtown Chicago
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She rolls slowly, her body racked with pain. She huffs out, laughing slightly. Spitting out she rubs her jaw, her cheekbone. She stares up at the woman, nodding her head a bit, amused. Yeah... now she remembered.

"... Oh yeah..... now I remember.. nice to meet you too.."

She groans, using the old thickened ropes to pull herself up, supporting her weight for a second. She cracks her neck loudly, rolling her shoulders. Letting them hang at her sides. She grins, turning her head towards the mystery woman. The buxom yet brutal trainer.

"... My name's Loveless.... now...... why don't we.. try that again?"

[Willow]

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Permission
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"Try that again? You sure you want to take it again? Well, at least you're willing to take the training seriously."

She couldn't help but smirk at the young woman's enthusiasm to this training session. Gripping her right shoulder with her left hand she rotated it a bit, shifting her neck from side to side before she began to walk to her right, keeping her eyes on her, well, new pupil.

"Well, come on, hm? Show me what you've got. I'll judge from there what all needs to be done."

A charge from the 'eager' student, a side step from the trainer, a hand smacks the student on her back, pushing her, forcing her to gain more momentum, as she hits the taut ropes and bounces back, she runs into a back elbow guided directly to the jaw as she hits the canvas with a loud thud, followed by a groan of pain. A sigh from the larger woman as she brings a foot down, aiming for the gut of her new student. Alice, or Loveless as she called herself, managed to get her hands up, grabbing the foot, with a swing she guided it away from her, and made the trainer stumble.

The student scrambled to her feet and charged her trainer once again, wrapping her arms around her waist and a pop of the hips... it didn't go quite as she planned. She lifted, but nothing happened. The larger woman didn't budge. Quickly the student let go, seeing it was futile, she nailed a kick to the back of her trainer's knee, which did have the effectiveness one would hop for, it knocked her to a knee with a grunt, she followed up with a forearm shot to the back of the head, which dropped her further to her hands and knees. She didn't stay there long, as she pushed herself up, somewhat quickly for her size, and turned to face Loveless, swinging a back hand, however, she stopped her hand from making contact with the woman's face mere inches from it. She could see a slight, confusion? Hm, maybe not confusion exactly, but something close, as to how she was able to just get up from those shots so easily, she hit her with force after all.

"Heh. Not bad at all. But you need to learn how to hit harder."

She extended her hand to her would be pupil. She could tell the girl was cautious about it, but they embraced hands anyway. A firm grip from the larger woman as the two shook hands.

"Name's Willow and well, I'm your new trainer. That is if you're the right person after all. You fit the description, so, I assume, you are. Though, the name I was given was Alice, not Loveless."

[Alice]

"..... Willow.. ?"

Loveless tightens her grip around Willow's hand. Something about that name... her eye twitches slightly. Alice wasn't awake right now, but something about that name... she thinks hard. Time almost slows down..

"... Mason.... ? .. Willow... Mason?... You're..."

She tightens her grip further, her fingers starting to try and dig - edge down onto the -trainers- hand. Rumors... memories... her eye twitches again. The muscles in her neck tighten up, she clenches her jaw firmly. Her eyes staring a hole through the buxom one.

"... Willow.... Mason... The Loveless Pearl...... you... you..

.........

... Queenie......"

Loveless yanks her hand back from the new found -trainer-, she spins on a dime and slams the top of her right fist into the side of Mason's skull. It -barely- staggers the larger woman, the center of gravity she had control over was mind boggling. Loveless dashes in close, slamming her head against the woman's collarbone with primal -RAGE- filling her very core.

"... YOU!!! IT'S BECAUSE OF YOU ISN'T IT?! YOU GOD DAMNED MADISON AVENUE GOTHY BEHEMOTH OF A BITCH!"

Loveless' howls of anger, jealousy filled lunges of her voice. She pushes Mason away, only to jump back in her direction - arms stretched out. Loveless clutches onto the larger body, driving her knees furiously into the woman's ribs. Her forearms clasped tightly around the buxom trainers neck and shoulder blades. Screaming and howling like a wild beast.

"YOU DID THIS TO ME!!! IF IT WASN'T FOR YOU... IF IT WASN'T FOR YOU!!!!"

Her body is flung off by Mason's superior muscle tone. Loveless lands softly, rushing back in under a large fist that seemed to have the intent of a hammer. She slinks behind her, slicing at Mason's knee from behind once more. The trainer drops down from the improved chop block. Loveless grabs a fist full of her darkened hair and yanks at the base of Mason's skull.

"... I'm going to RUIN YOU! DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?! ... I'm going to take EVERY SINGLE BIT OF PENT UP RAGE AND FRUSTRATION... EVERYTHING THAT QUEENIE DENIED ME BECAUSE OF SOMEONE LIKE -YOU-!!!....

AND I'M GOING TO BEAT YOU WITHIN AN INCH OF YOUR DAMN LIFE!!!"

Loveless is flung back again, she hits the canvas hard this time, rolling up and over. It seemed Mason's durability was quite a bit higher than Loveless would want right now. The two clash in the middle of the ring, Loveless learns quickly how it is she -CANNOT- overpower Mason. She's flung up over head, a back body drop never looked so brutal before. She's dragged up slowly, she can hear the shake of a head and slight confusion in Mason's breath. Loveless takes the chance, she begins attacking the trainers legs.

Like a wild animal fighting to be free from a bear trap, she punches, elbows, claws and even -BITES- at the thickened and powerful legs. Mason releases her. Loveless takes the chance to chop Mason down to size before slamming her left elbow into the side of the buxom one's skull. The trainer rolls away a bit, seemingly shaking off the assault. Loveless bares down at her stance, furious and filled with the intent to rip a limb off.

"... You.... you took her from me.. before I even had the chance.... you.. bitch... why don't you just shut up...

.......

SHUT UP AND DIE FOR ME!!!!!"[/size][/color]

Loveless charges from her stance, her right leg swings back like an axe with a pendulums motion. Her foot bares down, coming in hard...

.........!!!!!

"..... What the..."

Loveless stares down... Mason caught her foot. She was running at full speed, she had full momentum, she was set to take the bitches head clean off.... but she caught it like it was a normal toe kick. Loveless stares, blank minded and confused. Mason yanks her in from her prone leg.. the sound of a thud echos as the massive body intercepts Loveless, the two slamming down to the ground.

"................."

.............
.... Uhhhn.... ow.. what's going on...
..........
.. H- hey... Loveless?... Loveless?
.....

".... Like.... ow.." Alice winces in pain at the body atop her own, she stares up through half closed eyes. Oh yeah... the trainer right... "... Uhhh.... hi.. you.. must be the trainer.... my.. name's... A... -... lice...." Alice slowly closes her eyes, the unseen battle to her had already drained her body of energy. She breathes shallowly, her head slowly slumps to the side.

.... Loveless.. what did you do this time.......
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[Willow]

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Two Hours Later
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Willow wasn't quite sure what had happened. The girl just snapped and spouted off about someone named Queenie? Name didn't ring a bell to her, obviously. She didn't know anyone named Queenie. The young girl must have had her confused with someone else. Nevertheless, she would have felt bad, just leaving the girl in the center of the ring in the abandoned building. She had rolled her to the edge of the ring, got out herself, and scooped the girl up in her arms, she was light, at least to her, and carried her out the back, walking down the alley way behind the building into another, which is where she herself is staying currently in Chicago. A one bedroom apartment. It wasn't much, but it wasn't run down to all hell like some places in the Goddess awful city. She decorated it quite nicely. It had that 'home' feeling for sure, even to visitors... Not that she got many anyway. Truth be told, Alice would be the first person besides the land lord to step into her apartment.

Alice was laying on the couch, in a change of clothes as well. Well, really only a over sized (for her) shirt and a blanket it tossed over her as well, to keep her warm. Willow changed her, got her out of her previous clothes and into one of her shirts, so she'd be more comfortable while resting. Willow herself had a change of clothes since the training session and the... psychotic episode of the young girl. She didn't know what else to label it as other than a psychotic episode. She was sitting at the kitchen table, she had a clear view of her visitor, not that she was watching her. She had her head in her hands, trying to make sense of what happened while the coffee pot on the counter nosily made the coffee. It was almost full when Willow stuck a cup under the nozzle and pressed the button, the liquid pouring from the container and into the cup .She added in appropriate cream and sugar to her liking and went back to the table, sitting down, taking a sip, and then setting the cup down on the table, she craned her head slowly over to the doorway of the living room, to look at the sleeping Alice.

"Something tells me this is gonna be a fun time with you around."

With a chuckle, she scooped up her cup and left her seat from the kitchen, heading into the living room, taking a seat in the recliner there, placed a few feet from the couch, she sat her cup down on the side table. She didn't recline the chair, or turn the TV on or anything of the sort. She did however pick up the book on the side table and began to read. It was a science fiction book by Steve Alten entitled Meg.

[Alice]

.... I think we got run over by a truck..
.. Like.... did I mention... ow?...

"... MmmnNn.." Alice deftly licks her dry lips, a yawn. Something felt soft under her neck, she rolls softly... "... Hmm.. ?" Alice slowly cracks open her eyes, it'd take a jackhammer if you'd of tried it an hour ago. She looks down.. a pillow.... a blanket.. ".. A couch... ? Where..." Alice lazily props up, her hair a frazzled mess, spokeswoman for shampoo. "... Who... huh..."

... Loveless....
.. Huh.. what do you want.. I'm tired. My head is...
.. Loveless.... where are we..
What are you-..

"........" Alice stares, her eyes open fully for the first time in what seemed like hours. She stares down, a large shirt adorning her body... the sensation of a... breeze, under it. "Holy shi-" Alice hunkers down in the couch, trying to hide herself in the cracks of the couch. She was confused, that much was sure. Her mind was a little off course. "... Okay.... seriously now.. what the hell is going on."

..... I remember.
Huh?
That... trainer... Willow. T - chhhh... I'm gonna kill the bitch!
H- hey wait a second! LOVELESS!

"... U- wah!" Alice drops down off of the couch with a thud against the floor. Her eyesight quickly turns around her... fixating on -her- "... Uh... hi?.. Right... um.. you really should...." Alice tries to think of the words to grasp. How do you tell someone -by the way, avoid me, I'm going to try and kill you-... I mean, if you weren't married to them once or something. "... Um... Willow, right? Hi.. I'm Alice.... and unfourtuntely..." Alice's limbs begin to slowly drag against the floor, in the direction of the new one, the other body in the space. The Willow. "... See... if I explained it... you wouldn't -really- believe me any- WAAAH!"

LOVELESS, STOP IT!!
THE BITCH MUST DIE!!!

Alice hooks her arm around the leg of a table in the path of her and the trainer. She smiles sheepishly, thinking of a snap way to explain why she's acting like a mental patient... aside from -ADMITTING- she probably could be a God damn Insane Asylum Valedictorian right now. "... Um.... okay..." Alice takes in a deep breath... she slowly gets back to her feet, dusting the large shirt off. "... Right.... my name is Alice Amherst. I'm twenty years old, I was born in Berlin Germany. My parents may or may not be dead, I moved to Blackpool England with my sexually estranged sister. There's another..." Alice stops, sighing heavily. Her shoulders and head hang.

.... You're starting to become a problem Loveless..
Don't even -START- with me right now. If it wasn't for you I'd of ripped the bitches throat out and used it as a spoon by now.
.. Why do you hate her... we don't even -KNOW- her.
Ohhhhhhhhh... I know more than enough to hate her.